"Oh my God. Liang Xi laughed when he heard this: "A few days ago, I was boasting about your master, and I fell out today?"

"Hell knows which of his tendons is wrong. Well, the throat of cat urine tortures. Yizhen kicked the suitcase: "He also wants to scratch me recently." Since the bidding, he has straightened his attitude and been strict with me, which I can understand, and it is normal to sharpen and sharpen my career. But he didn't let me sleep lazy, and he was cruel to me, so I was very wronged. ”

Yizhen cried with a sad face: "I have been looking at him for a long time, and he doesn't like me, thinks I have a lot of problems, and starts to pick on me." He still wants to do something to me, this is clearly the beginning of domestic violence, and I really can't live this day. ”

Liang Xi laughed when he heard it: "It's normal to have a contradiction." I also had a while, looking at Xue Zimo horizontally and vertically. Don't bow your head and admit defeat, come on, I'll support you. ”

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"Don't you think I didn't hold her down and tolerate her?" "Nightash said angrily, "I haven't done enough for her? ”

Yan Wanliang and Xue Zimo held back their laughter, and Yan Wanliang said: "Our old man, don't worry about women." Women, just say a few nice words of coaxing. ”

Young Master Ye blushed: "Whoever wants to coax her, she will find the one who loves to coax her." ”

Xue Zimo added a sentence: "You are right, women would rather be used to it, you are not used to it, but someone is used to it." The night young master frowned, and Xue Zimo was silent.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, he really wanted to meet Mr. Johnson, so he packed his things early and went into the dormitory. When Lin Xing'er saw her come back, she looked puzzled: "Didn't you live outside with Liang Xi?"

Yizhen was angry and funny: "Liang Xi went home to live, and I came back." ”

Song Xiaoyun glanced at Yizhen and quietly came over: "Quarreled?"

Yi Zhen snorted angrily and nodded. Song Xiaoyun didn't ask, and patted her on the shoulder: "Do you eat oranges?" ”

Yizhen asked, "Did you buy them at school? The school oranges are expensive and unpalatable." ”

"No, someone else sent it. Song Xiaoyun smiled slyly, she put on makeup, and it seemed that she was going out.

Could it be that Song Xiaoyun reconciled with that Wanyan again? Yizhen was suspicious, quickly put on light makeup, and went to visit Johnson.

Johnson has a villa in Jiangyu, all gray tiles and white walls, no extra decoration, and a few trees that cannot be named outside the door.

Yizhen rang the bell, and it was Johnson's assistant who opened the door for her.

"Wait a minute, I'll go and call Mr. Johnson downstairs. The assistant served Yizhen a cup of coffee and went to call Johnson.

Yizhen didn't have the habit of eating and drinking at other people's houses, so he didn't touch the cup of coffee, and glanced at the house, there were few decorations, and the house seemed very empty. There are no calligraphy and paintings on the wall, so it can be seen that people don't live often, but the room is very clean.

Johnson, dressed in a purple floor-sweeping robe, came down from the stairs and said hello to Yizhen. I really want to laugh, do artists really have the quirks of wearing robes to create?

Johnson took off his robe, revealing the knitted sweater inside, just inside the robe, this man looked like an eagle, now the robe was wide, and his thick eyebrows showed a human shape: "I asked you to bring a few paintings here, did you bring them?"

"Brought it. Yizhen hurriedly took out a few from the big bag and handed them to Johnson.

Johnson scrutinized and made comparisons, sifting out one of them, which was a portrait.

"Your use of color is fantastic, using a sensitive and delicate relationship between warmth and coldness to depict the changes in the demeanor and texture of the characters. ”

As he spoke, he pointed to another: "The composition is not rigorous enough. The figures in the living room are rich, but in terms of composition, I suggest that you use a pyramidal composition, borrowing from classical painting to balance the proportions. ”

"As I said, your paintings aren't technical enough. Of course, you don't have to be too persistent, Van Gogh's painting skills are also not very high. But the problem is that the painting technique does not quite match the spirit of painting. It can be perfected with targeted exercises. ”

I have to say that Johnson's professionalism is very strong, and he has carefully improved Yizhen, and also assigned her a few religious homework, planning a few points, and Yizhen carefully wrote them down.

The lecture lasted two and a half hours, and as soon as the time came, the doorbell rang immediately.

"Time flies so fast. Yizhen thought it was the bell for the end of class and looked at his watch. The blue maple slipped in from outside: "Hello Mr. Johnson, I'm here to pick up our young lady back." ”

I was really stunned, and a little funny: What does it mean to be a night ember?

What's even more unexpected is still to come, Lan Feng stopped the car at the school gate, and smiled apologetically: "That, Sister Yizhen, don't be angry, brother let me bring you a few words." ”

Yi Zhenqing's face was blue: "What words?"

Lan Feng was a little embarrassed, and said, "Do you love to come back." ”

Yizhen's face was dark: "What?"

Lan Feng held back a smile: "Don't think that's it, you, you can hook up three or four, I will keep an eye on you...... Dare to mess around behind my back, Lao Tzu will break your legs. ”

"Get out!" Yizhen shouted with a dark face, angrily picked up his bag and left.

What is this! I really gritted my teeth with hatred, this villain who is hiding treachery and stirring up trouble! She thought that he was finally willing to bow his head and admit his mistake, but he actually sent her back to school!

Lan Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud, and Night Ember called: "What is her reaction?"

Lan Feng hurriedly said, "She's very angry. ”

Night Ember snorted coldly: "What kind of person, I'm going to pick her up, don't you know how to go home?" ”

Obviously, you asked people to go back to school, but they didn't come back. Lan Feng thought so in his heart, and said on his face: "Brother, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to let my sister-in-law go back." ”

Someone nodded, wondering if it was wrong, and refuted: "What do you mean you must find a way to get her back? The master is not uncommon with her. Leave her alone, you must leave her alone. ”

Lan Feng responded with a stack, in fact, anyone with a discerning eye could see it clearly. This master is a thief, and if I treat you well, you have to accept it willingly. And that girl, if things are uneven, you can't deprive me of my right to sleep lazy.

Yizhen returned to the dormitory angrily, and there was an urge to block and delete the night embers. And the master was also looking for trouble, urging Crystal to collect debts: "That, have you drawn the illustration of the hand-painted bag I told you last time? ”

He was really angry: "Tomorrow, isn't it the day after tomorrow?"

Crystal smiled apologetically: "This, the sudden notice, I don't know very well. Hurry up, you have to submit the manuscript by 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, don't forget. ”

"I still have classes tomorrow morning!" Yizhen hadn't finished speaking, and he had already hung up the phone over there.

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